Friday, April 3, 2015

the path beneath one's feet dividing; stretching away in ribbons of hidden possibility on both the right and the left.

One path must be, will be, taken, but the choice of which lies with a Higher Knowing.

It will not be forced even if it could be, for to know such a loving Abba can only be to simply follow in sheer trust.

There is a hidden gift there at the crossroad, for as the feet stand poised in the stillness of waiting, the heart grows strong and ready.

It will not be in the path taken, either right or left, where deep joy will be found, but in the One who will be followed.

In the deep knowing, and even deeper, being known; the simple yet profound rhythm of placing footsteps alongside his leading Presence will be the place where glory arcs high, and it is the crossroad's wait which brings the soul to reach for all of this.

Right there where the uncertainty holds tight, but his special knowing Presence holds tighter, it all grows to be so very sweet;